![]() Memories of his burnt village flashed in his head. His fighting spirit urged him to retaliate with all he had, but his brain kicked in before he committed to it. The master sauntered towards him with a cheeky grin. His world spun around him as he recovered from the pain. The hero fell on the other side of the living room. The master parried his attack with the butter-knife and slapped him away with a casual backhand. The hero lunged at him with his sword in a fraction of a second. "Yeah! Kid! There's an obvious age difference here! Are you deaf or an idiot?" ![]() "You know," said the master, "I never expected you to be such a stick in the mud." run." He buttered some bread with a dull knife. If anyone ever shows interest in you specifically because of how young you look. "If you're gonna invade my privacy, be prepared to hear about my sexual frustrations! Also, another tip. "That's what I thought." He walked into the kitchen and started brewing tea. "You mean how you broke into my home and discovered my secret?" ![]() Don't you think we have other matters to discuss?" What the hell am I supposed to do? Stay celibate?" "And, most of the time, the women I meet are centuries younger than me. That's sort of masking your appearance too, right?" So, how about training me to defeat the demon king?" "Then again, it's never really stopped me in the past, so it doesn't bother me as much as I think it should." "I'm still perplexed by the morality of using illusion magic to look older during sex." The master grimaced. The young boy, who looked barely twelve, wasn't a false appearance. The hero gaped his mouth as the realization dawned upon him. ".that way, you'll have an easier time getting laid." "Right now, you dolt!" Adman yelled, and he cracked the stick against the boy's buttocks. "Okay, so when do we start?" Brandon asked. "It means, the quicker I whip you into shape, the faster I can die." But Fate is a cruel thing she'll only release me from this grievous existence, if I can train the chosen one" - he shot Brandon a disdainful glance - "and help him triumph over the Dark One." "I was gifted immortality at a very young age, as you can see. It was the same gaze that he had seen back when the gargoyles had shown up in his room to tell him he was the chosen one. The eyes staring back at him were ancient, intense, hardened. "Figures." The boy spat on the ground and looked up into Brandon's face, and for the first time, he saw it. "You don't know nothing, you twat! I've been around longer than your granny's gran! Seen more, too. "You're just a little kid - OW! STOP THAT!" The boy had whacked him again. "What elders?" Brandon said incredulously, hopping in place on one leg. "Don't you go disrespecting your elders, whippersnapper!" the boy cried, his high-pitched voice ringing in Brandon's ears. The young boy snatched a long, thin stick from the ground and cracked it against his knee.
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